Part 14
There was nobody about when I got back to my tent, and I fell asleep for a good hour. I needed it. I had a really erotic dream, and I woke up feeling incredibly horny. I dreamt I was in a public stocks on a village green and it was quite windy, and I was wearing nothing but a pair of panties, and every day someone would come and change them, stripping the old one's off me and putting on a new pair, but I could never see who it was changing my panties, but there would be a large audience as they all came out of their houses every day to watch me having my knickers changed all laughing at me. I woke up with a bit of a start and for a moment was surprised to find myself dressed, minimally as it was, I had on my t-shirt and a skirt, but my legs were wide open, and the ten flaps were bellowing in again and anyone could have seen me laying there, knickers on show for the last hour!
It gave me an incredible rush of excitement to think that I could have been seen. Just then I heard men's voices and was pleased as I thought it was my brother and Ryan, but I realised one of them had a Scottish accent, so it obviously wasn't either of them, but they sounded really close by. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked out the air vent along the side of my tent and realised it was Derrick, the old man I had sucked off that morning and another guy and they were shaking hands and laughing and saying their goodbyes, and the other man walked off leaving Derrick on his own. He tied up the flaps of his tent and sat just inside keeping in the shade and opened a bottle of beer and sat there drinking.
I noticed Derrick suddenly look quite urgently and deliberately in my direction and he craned his neck a little. He could obviously see me, at least as far up as the top of my skirt, and he pursed his lips. My legs were already spread quite wide, and I was certain he would be able to see my knickers. I couldn't believe how horny I felt, I thought my afternoon session at the fetish stall would have satisfied me for a while but if anything it seemed to have made it worse. I decided to test the waters and rested my left foot flat on the floor, lifting up my knee making my skirt ride up almost completely and leaving my white knickers now very clearly on show and shining like a beacon in the bright light of the sunshine and I wondered if he could read the slogan written on them, namely 'I suck'.
Derrick leant forwards excitedly, his mouth open with a big smile on his face. This was really exciting for me too, showing myself off to a man and secretly watching his reactions. My nipples were already stiffening up rapidly under my t-shirt and I teased them through the material and looked down at my knickers. I just lay there for a few minutes enjoying the attention as I watched him quietly sipping his beer, never taking his eyes off me, and occasionally fiddling at his crotch. I continued to tease my nipples and slipped my hand inside my t-shirt and played with them properly, stretching them out, really pulling on them and I had to stifle a moan.
That's when I felt it, the familiar feeling of my juices beginning to seep out of my hot pussy in the sun and leaking into my knickers. I looked over at Derrick anxiously hoping he would notice, but he never changed his expression, he just kept up his vigil, admiring the view. But I was craving the humiliation and for a moment I thought about deliberately peeing myself in front of him, but that seemed a bit much and too obvious, not to mention a bit messy, but I was becoming extremely excited and my juices continued to leak into my knickers. I looked down between my legs keeping my head to the right of the tent and out of sight and I could clearly see the stain very slowing spreading about a couple of centimetres wide but obvious enough I thought for him to be able to see it.
Then Derrick suddenly jerked his head forward and I could see him squinting in the sunlight with a concentrated look on his face as he shielded his eyes from the sun and he put down his beer and turned round into his own tent. I thought he was going to go inside for a moment, but he suddenly appeared again and put his glasses on! I clearly saw him mouth the word 'fuck' and started laughing to himself. It was exquisite! I knew now he could see the guilty stain in my knickers, and I stretched my right leg across and up towards me, spreading my legs as wide as possible giving him the best possible view. I bathed in the inner glow of my shame, knowing he could now definitely see the wet patch in my knickers, not to mention the very obvious dark pubic hair sticking out either side of the wet gusset. At that moment I was praying for another man, or even better, a group of men to walk past and witness my shocking display. I was aching to touch myself between my legs but just tightened my buttocks and pushed them hard against the floor slowly wriggling my bottom as I ground my backside into the groundsheet.
Derrick must have seen me moving as he suddenly lifted himself up into a crouching position and began to creep over very slowly and quietly still holding his beer and I put my head back down on the ground and wondered what I should do. I didn't have long to decide as I saw his head appear very slowly and peep into my tent. I pretended to wake up and said.
"Oh, Derrick, hello! I think I must have nodded off in the heat."
He just nodded as he looked directly at my face smiling slyly and then very deliberately he traced his eyes down the length of my body first taking in my nipples poking out the front of my t-shirt and rested them directly between my legs, at my wet knickers a mere 3 feet in front of him.
"I see, having a nice dream were you?"
I smiled back at him.
"Yes, I was rather enjoying it."
"So I can see!"
He said. He put his beer bottle down and then he pulled out a packet of cigarettes and offered me one which I took, and he took one for himself. I propped myself up again on my elbow but kept my legs open giving him a clear message that I liked him looking and he took out his lighter and offered me the flame and then lit his own. My face disappeared for a second behind a cloud of grey smoke until I blew out what I had inhaled and cleared the air in front of me.
"What was the dream about that you were enjoying so much then?"
I smiled back, pleased with our engagement so far and patted the ground just beside me encouraging him to come in and sit down which he duly did with a big smile, sitting on his side, one leg underneath himself looking straight at me as I shifted round a little and put my legs either side of him resting on my right arm, so I was turned towards him slightly, my legs spread wide around him in an overtly brazen display.
"I dreamt I was locked in a village stocks wearing nothing but my knickers, and every night someone would come out and pull them down my legs and change me as the whole village came out to watch and laugh at me."
He seemed to lose a little of his apparent calmness when he heard this, he probably thought I was bluffing about the dream, whereas I had just stretched the truth a little.
"Right! And you enjoyed that?"
"Yes, very much."
I said taking a long drag of my cigarette, which he mirrored, giving himself a little time to relax again from the surprise of my tale.
"Is that why you wet your knickers?"
"Yes."
"They do look very wet, Jane."
I swallowed trying to keep my excitement in check as he talked about my shamefully wet knickers, and I took another drag of the cigarette and just watched his face as he looked down again between my open legs.
"Hmm, it was very exciting, being put on display like that in just my little panties."
"I can see you are quite a little show-off!"
"Hmm, you don't mind do you, Derrick?"
"Of course not."
He said, looking back at my face as he took another drag of his cigarette, and he just seemed to be taking in just what sort of a girl I was.
"Are your knickers all sticky?"
His words made me really hot, as he escalated the intimacy of our conversation. I passed him my cigarette butt and he threw both of them out the tent onto the grass and I inhaled deeply and put my hand down to my knickers and rubbed my index finger slowly up and down the wet gusset as my eyes never left his although he glanced down momentarily to see what I was doing and then looked back at my face as I writhed gently, my mouth open and my breath bated, as my finger gathered up some of the moisture from between my legs and I held my finger up in the sunlight between us, my juices clearly glistening on my fingertip.
"Very sticky."
I said and put my fingertip into my mouth tasting myself and I slid it very slowly in and out of my mouth imitating the tip of a cock being pushed in and out of me. He licked his lips and adjusted his cock in his shorts and then put his hand down between my legs and very gently pressed his finger slowly into the wet gusset of my knickers. He kept pushing still quite gently and my knickers were forced up between my lips before he stopped pressing and then ran it up and down as I moaned out loud feeling the pressure of his digit through the material of my knickers against my pussy lips. He smiled down at me and said.
"You're quite a naughty little thing aren't you?"
"Yes, I suppose I am quite naughty!"
"There's a definite slut in there trying to get out isn't there."
